Amelia meets the Easter Bunny

I’m getting backed up with pictures again. Oh so many, and so little time. The weather has been beautiful and I’ve been outside playing, gardening and cleaning up the yard after a long winter. I have dozens from our trip I want to post as well as lots I’ve taken since returning a month ago. I’ll keep plugging away at it!

On our second day in Indiana, Amelia and Desmond were invited to an Easter egg hunt. Amelia remembers the Easter egg hunt we had at home last year, so she was excited to participate. The festivities started out with finely dressed children dyeing Easter eggs. I don’t see any potential disaster in that, do you? Luckily, there were no casualties for us, anyway.

I have to admit that so far, I’ve avoided taking Amelia to see adults dressed up as Santas and Easter Bunnies, so this was her first experience with a “real” Easter Bunny. As most of the family knows (see the Hill’s last Christmas card), Desmond has met Santa and already knows what sort of shady character he is and apparently, the Easter Bunny falls into the same category. Both kids wanted nothing to do with Mr. Easter Bunny and I sort of don’t blame them…why do they make such freaky looking bunny costumes?

There were a few minutes before things got started where the kids had a chance to look out at the eggs spread across the lawn and in the bushes. Obviously Amelia is planning her strategy here:

3/30/13 Looking out where the eggs are "hidden".

3/30/13 Looking out where the eggs are “hidden”.

The setup was pretty neat…8′ tables set on milk crates so they were at the kids’ level. There were huge baskets of hard boiled eggs with cups of dye in the middle of the tables. The kids were fairly civilized and the whole activity was over in 15-20 minutes. Amelia and I had decorated eggs at home before our trip, so she was well prepared for this activity.

3/30/13 Dyeing Easter eggs

3/30/13 Dyeing Easter eggs

3/30/13 Dyeing Easter eggs

3/30/13 Dyeing Easter eggs

Then the Easter Bunny arrived and she was skeptical at best. I think her first words were, “That isn’t the real bunny, is it?” He sat in a chair while parents brought their children to him for pictures. Some went willingly, and others did not. Amelia and Desmond were definitely in the latter group. We didn’t force her (although Artie REALLY wanted a picture of her with him), and as you can see, she was very weary of him.

3/30/13 Artie trying to convince Amelia to go within 25 feet of the Easter Bunny.

3/30/13 Artie trying to convince Amelia to go within 25 feet of the Easter Bunny.

3/30/13 As close as she would willingly get...

3/30/13 As close as she would willingly get…

After everyone got their pictures, they started the hunt and boy didn’t that go quickly! They divided the younger children from the older ones, but it still only lasted a couple of minutes before the eggs were found. Luckily, Amelia is still at the age where she was happy with just a couple of eggs. She may have even shared one with Desmond. She was so excited to run around looking. It was a lot of fun to watch.

3/30/13 And the hunt is on!

3/30/13 And the hunt is on!

3/30/13 Running to find more eggs.

3/30/13 Running to find more eggs.

3/30/13 Happy with her find.

3/30/13 Happy with her find.

After, she and Desmond sat down together to see what they had found. It was too cute, really.

3/30/13 Cousins taking tally of their loot (I think they collected 5-6 eggs between them).

3/30/13 Cousins taking tally of their loot (I think they collected 5-6 eggs between them).

3/30/13 They're both eating chocolate as fast as they can unwrap it.

3/30/13 They’re both eating chocolate as fast as they can unwrap it.

While they were eating, the Easter Bunny had made his way outside. At first they didn’t notice him, but then, they did. He wasn’t quite as scary outside, but neither one of them wanted to get too close to him. Uncle Dan tried holding Desmond, but, well, you can see:

3/30/13 Desmond not going for the Easter Bunny, even with Uncle Dan.

3/30/13 Desmond not going for the Easter Bunny, even with Uncle Dan.

Artie was able to coax Amelia into the bunny’s general vicinity, but as they got closer, she became more resistant.

3/30/13 She was slightly less scared of him outside, but still not interested in standing next to him.

3/30/13 She was slightly less scared of him outside, but still not interested in standing next to him.

I have to admit, this bunny tried his hardest to be less scary, but he just couldn’t convince her.

3/30/13 Nope, still not having it...

3/30/13 Nope, still not having it…

She started warming up to him when Artie shook his hand. But she wouldn’t get closer to him for all the coaxing in the world. After Artie shook his hand, Amelia insisted that Artie hug the bunny, which was pretty funny. Even funnier was her stance as he did it…that she’d be running for the hills if the bunny tried something tricky. Daddy was on his own.

3/30/13 Daddy shakes the bunny's hand...

3/30/13 Daddy shakes the bunny’s hand…

3/30/13 She insisted that Artie hug the Easter bunny, but it looks like she's ready to bolt if necessary.

3/30/13 She insisted that Artie hug the Easter bunny, but it looks like she’s ready to bolt if necessary.

We had our own private egg hunt on Easter for both kids and that was lots of fun too. I’ll hopefully have more Easter pictures as well as the rest of our trip pictures coming soon!

Later today, the UPS guy is supposed to deliver something very exciting! I’ve been waiting a long time for this and I can’t wait to show you. Let’s just say that Artie is the best husband ever. I’ll say it again later. 🙂

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